《Ackrite》是Hittman 、 Dr.Dre演唱的歌曲，由Brian Bailey、Melvin Charles Bradford、Dr. Dre、Andre R. Young作詞作曲，收錄於《2001》專輯中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Ackrite
- 所屬專輯：2001
- 歌曲原唱：Hittman 、 Dr.Dre
- 填詞：Brian Bailey、Melvin Charles Bradford、Dr. Dre、Andre R. Young
- 譜曲：Brian Bailey、Melvin Charles Bradford、Dr. Dre、Andre R. Young
歌曲歌詞
Ackrite
Question is can I get some Knahm say in
Ackrite
When I see you in the spot you just ackrite youknahmsayin
When I yank you by the perm
don be lookin at a nigga crazy
Just get with the digits and be the out youknahmsayin
Let me break it down for y
It was just one of those days
when I wanted to catch sunrays
Fun to get blunted on a Sunday afternoon
Nigga got room grab the gat for misbehavors
and the chocolate faded boom flossin hip tunes
Zoom like the Commodores
Wonder will we have drama or end up clownin whores
Around the full good girls
like them Barbary Coast girls riding shotgun baby
I be postin all in The Ra
Sippin 151 that gave me too much pride to back down
Soon as we get to The Beach I put my mack down
I playin lead not the background
It time to put Bronson on the map now
Walk with my hand on my Johnson crack a smile
Cuties peep my style if I don get some ackrite
I have to ack
Chorus sung by Hittman
Blunt in my left hand drink in my right
Strap by my waistline cause niggaz don fight
Sucker free for life so you better think twice
And a give a nig some ackrite
I the type of nigga playa haters don like
Snatchin up your honey for some late night hype
And snobby bitches get slapped out of spite
So give a nig some ackrite right
Uhhhhh drink kickin in I stimulated
For those that don know big words I FADED
Eighty degrees ease to a shaded spot
plus we watchin hoes with lots of flesh exposed
Our first spot was cool til some gangsters made it hot
gettin swarmed by those type of niggaz
with no game but brown
So I impose only like pros can
Now we plot and pose
Yo is this your man No
Grab the bitch hand I Hittman
Bling Gold chain gleam
very eligible for my summer league team
Maybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed
Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern
I got mad spit flame on the name
Stefan tattooed on her arm
Hoe you ain the bomb must be a dyke
witcho lips swoll and give a nig some ackrite
Blunt in my left hand drink in my right
Strap by my waistline cause niggaz don fight
Sucker free for life so you better think twice
And a give a nig some ackrite
I the type of nigga playa haters don like
Snatchin up your honey for some late night hype
And snobby bitches get slapped out of spite
Frontin on the ack causin me to act u
Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin slapped up
My homies crack up at the scene I made
Yo my actions ain serene when a nigga on fade
